Never be clever & Saturday night
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Never be clever

Going down the line, my head up high
Wonder why it´s so hard to feel fine
Got all I need
Plastic teeth
A pocket full of speed
And I´m cool with the heat
I got a groovy little lady
Seems I´m waisting het time
Got a hit and a bullet
Still back in crime

People say I used to do better
Si I guess I´m gonna have to get myself together

But I´ll never
Ooh aah aah
I´ll never be clever
I´ll never be clever
Ooh aah aah
I´ll never be clever

Some say I´m suicidal
With a sense of humour
Some say I´m faking it all
Trying to start rumours
Some people say a moment lasts longer
I find myself at home
Settled down, write a song
I´ll love to hang around
In black people´s places
Fascinated staring at faces
Holy mama, make me concentrate
Got to write a song
And I got to create


Herman Brood
Saturday night

(Herman Brood - Danny Lademacher)

The neon light, of the "Open all night",
was just in time replaced by the magic appearance of a new day-while,
a melancholic Reno was crawling on his back just in,
front of the supermarket door-way child

Hey girl, on a cold summernight,
as we stood on the corner,
as a man passed by and asked us,
what we were doing what we need,
as he pointed his big fat finger
to the people hangin round at the corner of the - other side of street
Oh well

doin' nothing, just hanging around,
what do you mean doin' nothing Sir.
So we had to hit him to the ground,
doin' nothing just hanging around.
His head all busted lookin' just a lttle to wise child

I just can't wait
I just can't wait for saturday night
for saturday night
for saturday night
saturday night

bit with solo:
saturday night
saturday night
saturday night

I just can't wait
I just can't wait